Thanksgiving's Eve 11
Driving 7 hours to Aletheia Springs without checking on the amount of my anti-freeze proved to be folly. That was an interesting start to an all too short day, to say the least. Car problem notwithstanding ( or is it "withstanding"...never did understand that word), we ventured to the Mitchel's house. (Fantastic people live in that place.) So, we got there, and it's Colt's Birthday, that was a great time to be there. We talked, laughed, play a few rounds of Clue and eat some freshly popped popcorn from one of those theater-type kettle machines things. But good times go by fast, and so I headed home
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The birthday boy and his newly acquired weapon of no destruction |
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Clue! Who's taking the picture? It is the birthday boy? On his birthday? excluded from the game? |
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Strider and I. Or, at least I think that's Strider. Can't see without my glasses....where are they? |